Tuesday, February 23, 2010

"Ode to the Maggot" by Yusef Komunyakaa

"Ode to the Maggot" by Yusef Komunyakaa

Brother of the blowfly
And godhead, you work magic
Over battlefields,
In slabs of bad pork

And flophouses. Yes, you
Go to the root of all things.
You are sound & mathematical.
Jesus, Christ, you're merciless

With the truth. Ontological & lustrous,
You cast spells on beggars & kings
Behind the stone door of Caesar's tomb
Or split trench in a field of ragweed.

No decree or creed can outlaw you
As you take every living thing apart. Little
Master of earth, no one gets to heaven
Without going through you first.

1 comment:

Brenda rae Schoolcraft said...

Loved it,can't look at them,or never eat another bowl of rice.